"Five and a half million?"

Hearing this astonishing number from Old Chen's mouth, Lin Feng was stunned on the spot, as if there was a bomb exploding in his brain, and he couldn't hear Old Chen's words at all.

You must know that even if he is a good classmate, he only has a monthly salary of more than 5,000 yuan, and it is basically about 60,000 yuan in a year.

And what is the concept of 5.5 million, to use a bit of image metaphor, that is, Lin Feng needs to not eat or drink, and he can't get sick and work for at least a hundred years to earn it.

Since he got this manuscript from the stall, Lin Feng has been very excited, but according to his estimates, although other types of manuscripts can reach more than one million in the auction, the things he gets may not be so precious, and they have become tattered, and it is a great joy to be able to get three or four hundred thousand.

But now this professional old man in front of him actually said categorically that this manuscript is worth at least 5.5 million, which, this is simply an astronomical amount, as if a piece of pie fell from the sky and smashed himself.

Therefore, hearing that Chen Lao suddenly quoted this kind of price, Lin Feng was shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he felt a little confused.

"Five and a half million is really not a small number. But someone wants to buy it for fifty dollars, and it's really thick-skinned. Hearing Chen Lao's words, Zhang Chuan intentionally or unintentionally put his eyes on Liu Qingcai.

Liu Qingcai's face suddenly turned red and purple, as if someone had forced a frog into it, which made him feel extremely aggrieved.

If Zhang Chuan hadn't come here suddenly, maybe this manuscript of Zheng Banqiao, worth more than five million, would have belonged to him under his own foolishness.

More than five million, that's more than five million, not more than five hundred!

Almost, the money is theirs. You know, even if he opens an antique shop, he will earn three or four hundred thousand yuan all year round, which is already a very remarkable thing.

However, the value of this book requires him to struggle for at least ten years before he is qualified to buy it, and he has to not eat, drink, or get sick to be able to do it.

I knew that I shouldn't take advantage of it before, offended this fat man, and ruined my plan to make a fortune, Liu Qingcai almost regretted it until his intestines were green.

Originally, he wanted to continue to be stubborn, saying that this book was a fake, but Chen Lao was a powerful figure in this antique street, full of authority and authority, and he couldn't compare with him at all.

Even if a dead duck has a hard mouth like this, it can't change the facts at all, as long as he thinks of this, Liu Qingcai feels extremely depressed and almost vomits blood.

Old Chen didn't care about these things, he played with this book, looked at Lin Feng's eyes, and exclaimed: "Young man, is your eyesight good?" can actually recognize Zheng Banqiao's relics, there are few young people at your level, how much money can you buy back? ”

"Two ......"

Lin Feng was still immersed in the shock just now, his head was still a little confused, and he unconsciously stretched out two fingers.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Lao exclaimed: "It's only 200,000, and I actually picked up a leak for you." You're amazing, young man, you're amazing. ”

I don't blame him for thinking so, the main thing is that this kind of manuscript, although it looks bad, but as long as you check it carefully, you can still know more or less the value of this book.

However, Lin Feng didn't know what Old Chen was thinking at all, but instead added fuel to the fire and said, "Two hundred thousand? I don't have so much money on me, the stall owner sold me 200 yuan. ”

"What, you—you mean two hundred dollars?!"

Rao is calm and composed, Chen Lao was also calmed, his voice was a little faintly trembling, and his face was flushed, this, this kind of price is completely unscientific.

For just two hundred yuan, he picked up more than five million leaks, which is a lot of luck to be able to do, and become a rich man overnight, this is the kind of thing.

Zhang Chuan and Liu Qingcai also looked at Lin Feng with a shocked face, both of them felt speechless, although in the antique market, picking up leaks often happens, but such a super leak is not often seen.

As the antique market becomes more and more formal, this kind of value is leaking and becoming more and more difficult to see, and many people have just heard this kind of story before.

It can be said that this kind of super leak has slowly become a legend in the antique world.

"Zheng Banqiao's posthumous ink, "Five Classics Hand Reading", such a valuable ancient book, was sold for only 200 yuan, which is simply a shocking leak. God, why didn't this happen to me Liu Qingcai? The world is so unfair. Liu Qingcai looked at Lin Feng's excited expression, and his intestines turned green with jealousy.

When he saw that Chen Lao had a valuable ancient book in his hand, he couldn't wait to grab this precious ancient book on the spot and keep it for himself.

"Dude, good luck. By the way, can you transfer it to me? Five and a half million, right, I'll transfer it to you right away. Zhang Chuan said to Lin Feng with a big grin.

Before Lin Feng could speak, Old Chen next to him said, "Fat Zhang, why do you spend so much money on this thing, can you understand these things?" ”

"Old Chen, I can't understand it, as long as someone can understand it. Isn't tomorrow night Guo Lao's birthday? I'm worried that I can't find a suitable gift, yes, what kind of Zheng Banqiao's legacy is this, isn't it a good gift? Give it to him and you will definitely be pleased. Zhang Chuan said what he thought, and there was a hint of shrewdness in his small eyes.

Hearing Zhang Chuan mention the name of Guo Lao, Zhang Lao was silent for the time being and did not express his position.

"Dude, 5.5 million to buy your thing, let's open a transfer agreement, and I'll transfer it to you immediately, what do you think?" Zhang Chuan urged, he was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to execute the transaction immediately.

Lin Feng's head was still confused, he looked at Old Chen, and saw that the old man was smiling kindly at him, and then he took it out from his body as if he was unconscious, and had already prepared the ICBC card and handed it to Zhang Chuan.

Zhang Chuan took out his smartphone from his body, crackled and pressed the button, entered the password, and completed the transfer in less than a minute, and then he handed the mobile phone and the ICBC card to Lin Feng together.

"See clearly, this is 5.5 million oceans, a lot of points."

Now that technology has been extremely developed, even a mobile phone can be bound to a bank account, and it is easy to transfer money, Lin Feng subconsciously glanced at the screen, and sure enough, there was a word that the transfer was successful.

If it is worse, he also received a text message from the bank on his mobile phone, saying that someone had transferred 5.5 million yuan to his account, and now it has been completely received, and he is asked to check it.

"This, this ......" Lin Feng looked at the information on his mobile phone, and a mixed taste surged in his heart, yesterday he was still so poor that he couldn't even pay the rent of the unemployed, but today he has become a millionaire, fate This girl really has to it, it's so amazing!